Saturday morning we sailed up a very windy up the Sir Francis Drake Channel from Jost van Dyke to North Sound of Virgin Gorda. Unfortunately our stop at Spanish Town and the Baths was canceled due to the swells that we had been fighting all week long. The small sailing craft that were out were having a time, but looked like they were enjoying the day.
We had breakfast with DJ and DJsDH in the office and enjoyed champagne for breakfast. The captain pointed out the sights as we sailed up the sound including Necker Island, Sir Richard Branson’s private island. We anchored off the Bitter End Yacht Club around 10:00 with a great view of Saba Rock Resort, Bitter End Resort and Biras Creek Resort, and the Seabourne Pride that had been following us for a couple of days.
We enjoyed the day on board spending our time between Deck 6 and Deck 3. We joined DJ and DJ’sDH in the Office for a nice lunch and then I went ashore for a nice walk. Others enjoyed the marina that was out again as it was many days of this trip. I honestly think that Capt. T went out of his way to make sure that we could enjoy as many of the pleasures of the yacht as possible.
FT and I were the first of our group to reach the Main Salon for a last night of cocktails, and were soon joined by the group. Capt. T give his farewell remarks followed by CAD Mary’s information on disembarkation. We left the Main Salon and headed to dinner. The six of us were shown to our favorite table one final time by Peter. During dessert Rey and his guitar made an appearance. As he played and sang “Leaving on A Jet Plane” we sang along.
Around 11:00 we began our final night of sailing as we headed the 104 miles back to San Juan. We had a relatively smooth ride, especially when compared to our journey out of San Juan. Capt. T took his time and we arrived outside San Juan as FT and I finished our last breakfast in the Office. The captain had us tied up alongside the pier right around the scheduled time of 8:30 a.m. Disembarking was painless, but also painful as no one had any desire to leave the yacht. We grabbed a cab along with 6 of our fellow passengers and were at the airport by 10:00 a.m. or so, accompanied by Kenny and the flamingos.
Unfortunately the cost of returning Kenny and two of the flamingos home with us was prohibitive so we gave them to a receptive employee at the airport. Clearing security in San Juan is slow. FT and I soon boarded our Delta flight home and were back at the house only about an hour later than scheduled. Which we have since learned was much earlier than our traveling companions.
The issue now is how soon can we be back on the yacht!
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